Tell them I do not wish him harmed, Dany said. Robert can barely stomach his brothers. Boy, boy, boy, boy. She closed her eyes and steadied her breathing one two three, drank in the quiet, reached out with her hands.
Tyrion noted Ser Lyn Corbray, slender as a sword, Lord Hunter with his gouty legs, the widowed Lady Waynwood surrounded by her sons. She had a dagger clutched awkwardly in her maimed hands, but her back was to the rock now and they had penned her on three sides. Nothing mattered. He loved Jon with all his heart at that moment.
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